Relentless Desire

by Jacqwin Hess

  “Oh my god–Are you kidding me?!” she stated out loud, unable to hide her shock at the sight of his fully naked body. He’d always been dressed before and that was the first time she saw him naked. He was solid, huge slabs of muscle all over his body, lightly tanned, lean, hard, and gorgeous. It was worse than she thought! He was perfect, except for certain scars here and there. “Oh come on! You’re fucking chiseled!”

  “Back up and let me in.”

  “No way, I’m not sharing this shower with you; you looking like that and I look like this—you’re crazy!”

  “Back up. It’s getting cold out here and I’m covered in pear juice. Let me in.”

  She glanced down at his jutting huge cock. “Huh, couldn’t tell it.”

  “Now, Adri,” he replied and she huffed, reaching out and touching his rippled hard abs and chest. She jerked her hand back, twisting her lips and her brows drew together, her low self-esteem really eating at her now. Plus, he knew she wasn’t a drop-and-get-naked type of girl, able to just put herself out there and flash all she had, mentally or physically. She frowned and looked back down at his stomach, reaching out and touching it. He took her hand and pulled her away from the shower door. He grabbed her head and fisted her hair, jerking and holding her to him. He never gave her time to protest, dropping his mouth upon hers in a heavy kiss and shattered all her thoughts, inhibition and self-doubt.

  He stepped into the shower, wrapping his arms around her and grasped her bottom, holding her tight against him. She fit so perfectly to him and he kept holding her head in place as he kissed her, ramming his tongue hard into her mouth. He wouldn’t stand her hang-ups any longer, keeping a tight hold of her hair and ass, hauling her up against his hard rigid body and cock, groaning as he felt her wetness seep upon his tip–ready for him the second he took her mouth.

  The hot water felt good cascading down over their skin. She loved the feel of it between their bodies, loved the feel of his hard wet body against hers and she wrapped her arms up around his back. She didn’t stop when she felt the deep scars under her fingers, but continuing to glide her hands up and grasp them tight over his shoulders, holding herself up against him. She definitely wasn’t going to ask him about them now; too afraid to know—not wanting to get into the BDSM topic anymore and learn just how masochistic he was. She began to part her legs, but he drew back and pushed her to the wall, grasping her head and hair with both hands.

  “Don’t deny me or ever hold me off again. Once you’ve agreed to something and allowed it between us, you do it and without question or hesitation. You understand me? You’re not experienced enough to say ‘no’ to me and make decisions yet. Don’t deny me, turn me down, or push me away.” He almost said that they were done, immediately, if she did, but he didn’t want to give her any ideas and give her the option to leave him.

  “Yea-” she panted against his lips, nodding up at him. She opened her mouth as he again began to devour her, kissing him back and moaning in bliss from the taste of him, the power of his kiss and feel of his body.

  When they were finished, he was quick, very adult-like and serious as he told her how she would be caring for her body, keeping it clean. The outside was to be kept shaven, soft and smooth, no perfumes and then he went on to instruct her as to how she would tend to the…inside of her body. He told her she would always have her body available and ready to receive him in whatever manner he wanted to take her, topping that off by showing her where the douches and enemas were kept in the cabinet. She was to use them regularly, keeping herself flush and cleaned. He was sparing no time at all for her feelings, her embarrassment, and to get her used to…his demands, his desire and what he wanted and was used to—what’s required to be a rich man’s lover. But he’d been correct to do it; like ripping a bandage off.

  Okay, so it was just plain old sex, just a tad bit more involved. It was hard to take it all in at once, but he was serious, a bit cold about it and meant it, his expression showing that he’d not take no for an answer. His seriousness had made her stronger and able to accept his demand, and go through with it, doing everything required of her to be a good lover. The plastic bag he set on the counter had douches, enemas, medicines, and devices that she didn’t know what the hell they were for. He had all these different types of prescriptions and medicines, everything a woman needed to take care of herself, and he demanded that she use every single one of them. “Oh man. Time to explore, experiment, and become a better lover.” Ugh! The man wasn’t prepared in the kitchen, but he certainly is in the bedroom for his…lovers. She thought to herself, just incase he could hear her mumbling to herself. She noticed the items had all just been bought, new, and not sitting in a natural state. They were still in the store bag.

  “Take your time and be thorough, Adri. I just called dinner in, so you have plenty of time.”

  When it was over, she felt absolutely amazing! She picked up the jar of cream she slathered all over her body after shaving and read the fancy French label, feeling as if her calluses just magically fell off her feet and anywhere else she had them. Her skin drunk on the hydration, her body flushed and clean, shaved, and her clit ring put back in place like he had asked. She put the silky leave-in hair conditioner on her damp hair, brushing it through her long hair and then finally stepped out, where he was seated on the edge of the bed waiting for her.

  “You did it? Everything?”

  “Yes. Actually, I did. I want that jar of cream when I go.”

  “Deal.”

  “That sure is a well-stocked bathroom for a straight single guy.”

  “It’s all for you. I just had it done, having the housekeeper load it up with everything a woman could possibly need. The other more private things you’re probably not as familiar with, I brought here from somewhere else for you.”

  She smiled when he grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the bed, and made her face it. He then pushed her on forward onto her stomach, lying on a huge plum colored towel he’d placed over the dark blue sheets. “Ooh.” She touched the blue sheets of his bed and could just feel the luxury in it. The towel was amazing too. Wow. There was such a massive difference in the world of the wealthy and the rest of them, everything being so divine and over the top. And she loved the color, remembering what he said about buying plum colored sheets and knew the towels color wasn’t by accident, thinking it was so sweet— “Ah! Ooh…” She tightly gripped the towel and sheets as a glorious hot oily hand slid up and down over her back. Her mind was spinning in pleasure as he started the night with a glorious, erotic massage. She moaned and gasped when he slid his warm hands down her spine, between the crevice of her bottom and began touching…so intimately, the pleasure so…life altering. She shouted into the towel, holding on as he fingered her bud and pussy, pushing her through a climax. He watched her ease back down, relax and went back to massaging her thighs, sensing his smug smile.

  ”oh my gosh, Sebastian, this feels so unbelievably beautiful, and insanely good—I’ll have to make sure to get massages from this day forward. Mmm, yeah. I’ve never had a massage before. It’s incredible–You’re incredible!” she raved and then heard his naughty deep chuckle, as if there was a secret she wasn’t aware of. She was blissfully unaware of anything around her with the massage so fabulous; hot stones laid upon her body and hot towels laid over her, making her stay there and let the heat sink into her bones. “Oh my!”

  After he was done with those, he removed them. He turned her over where she immediately shook, gripped, and panted as he placed a hot washcloth with holes in it over her pussy, covering her clit and folds. He carefully slid her down to the edge of the bed and pushed her legs apart, very wide. She cried out, holding the towel tighter, moaning in utter bliss as he thrust his tongue deep and sucked, hard, all over her pussy, eating her out. Her body had a mind of its own, instantly reaching down and grasping his head tight, lifting her hips and physically begging for him to suck it harder.

  He gladly gave Adri her desires as he
kept licking all down between her legs through the holes in the hot towel, blowing her ever mind away. She thought she was going to die of pleasure, the intensity out of this world. Over and over, he brought her to the brink and pulled back, knowing exactly what he was doing. He was so damn nasty and kept replacing the hot, wet towels often, eating and sucking her for the longest time. He quite literally had her in tears from the pleasure, dying in ecstasy and screaming her bloody head off when she came for him—everything becoming a blur after that.

  Chapter Twelve

  They finally took a break when dinner arrived. She was allowed to eat the stunning meal he ordered of petite steak, boiled and seasoned potatoes, and a side of mixed steamed vegetables with fettuccini sauce on top. She couldn’t even pronounce the name of the restaurant, but wherever it had come from, it was scrumptious and she was dying in pleasure all over again.

  Sebastian kept hearing her laugh, his heart gripping over the stunning melodic sound of her laughter as he looked up from his laptop to where she was laying on the floor, the remnants of her finished meal next to her. She was on her stomach, her iPad he’d given her was on, and she was watching some TV show on YouTube. He grabbed his glasses off the side table, slipping them on and saw that it was the Carole Burnett Show, laughing at one of the skits. God, he loved the sound of her laughter. She laid there, gloriously naked. He set his computer aside. Rolling onto his knees, he laid out on the bed on his stomach, crossing his arms and setting his chin on them as he watched her.

  He loved the soft curve of her shoulders; his eyes skimming down the sweet line of her spine, over the sweet round swell of her lush bottom, and on down over her lean, long, shapely legs. He loved the color of her skin, exquisite and perfect with that hint of tan to it. She was quiet and he looked back up to her face, met her eyes where she stared back over him, too, neither one speaking. She started to rise, but he shook his head and got up instead. He stood over her as she shifted back onto the funny scene, again smiling and lightly laughing, then gasping as his pants hit the floor next to her—knowing he was naked once again. Adri panted and rolled her eyes at the feel of his body coming down over hers, but kept his weight lifted up as he stayed balanced up on his hands.

  He maneuvered his knee between her legs, gently nudging them apart and began laying soft kisses across her shoulder he’d just been admiring a second ago. He then moved to her neck, pulling all her hair over one side and admired the light bruising from the last time his mouth feasted on her skin there. He kissed down the back of her neck, moving down her body, and then crouching over her bottom. He gripped and then squeezed her ass, but not hard enough to hurt her. He continued kissing at the base of her spine and parted her cheeks,. She cried out, gripping the towel under her as he forced her bottom up, wide, and open. Reaming his fingers around her gentle star, he worked his mouth on her flesh, licking and sucking her soft flesh of her round bottom, his fingers spearing her anal ring, fucking her ass with them.

  She rode the waves of utter ecstasy that little nasty act spurred in her, dying in pleasure at his oral ministrations, fingers pinching her clit, clawing in at the bundle just inside of her opening, and scraping at her g-spot. She screeched into her towel and her other hand shot out to the leg of the chest of drawers, squeezing tight to it as the stunning intensity began to consume her. Suddenly, a naughtiness came over her and she jerked away, stopping it…and denied him her come—loving the growl of irritation that came from him.

  He went full on for her ass now. She shot up, lunging away from him, only to have him grab her legs and jerk her back down, shoving them together, and trapping her under him. He came down on her and wound her hair around his fist, jerking hard on it, and pinning her under him and onto his cock when he ram-stabbing her pussy.

  Adri screamed. She arched back, kicking her feet, shaking her head, and screaming as her body was overtaken by erotic bliss—loving the hell out of his aggression. Her pussy kept weeping so heavy for it, his fingers all aligned exactly right, working in perfect sync with his dick. It hit her so hard she truly felt her stomach give little thumps with each strike he delivered in her—causing her to have the most blinding orgasm. Screaming…and screaming, panting screams and growling screams, dying as it ebbed—then held fast as he jabbed his dick at her backside, which had him savagely jerking and coming. Her pleading cry broke through the blazing haze of his orgasm.

  “No! Yellow-Red, Sebastian. Please-no, RED!” she cried out as he jerked to a stop, relief flooding her when she realized he only had the tip of his cock in her. He had never full on fucked her backside. He stopped as she asked and withdrew, sliding down on her after he finished coming. He dropped down, caressing and squeezing her bottom, kissing her back as the endorphins flooded his body. He felt so amazing right now, better than any drug he’d ever been on before!

  “Shhh…easy…stay calm. It’s okay,” he whispered against her back and then slid his hands back up when he felt her start to relax under him. Trust. He wanted more than anything to have her trust, immediately backing off. Grabbing the towel off the floor, he cleaned his seed from her bottom and back, then himself. He took plenty from her and was mindlessly satisfied, having no problem with her calling ‘red’ and stopping. It…had still been amazing! Un-fucking-real!

  Evening turned to night, midnight, and then morning….hours and hours and hours of none stop fucking. In the final act, he used the oils from her massage to work on accomplishing a goal they both had set out to do—his next obsession he had with her—wanting to be balls deep in her cunt, since she couldn’t take him in her backside yet. He got her up, spread her on the bed and went to work on that…

  “Easy. Relax. Just relax. It’s only pleasure. Just let it feel good and don’t tense up, tighten, or fight it. Just relax…” he whispered down to her and then he carefully eased the large anal vibe into her ass, filling her with it. He grunted as he came down on top of her, kneeing her legs further apart and entering her cunt, hard and deep—double penning her. She was already crying out in ecstasy, clutching tightly to him, shaking under him, crying out, and he hadn’t even started moving. He worked with the vibe, loosening her, working it and shoving that special shaped rod into her backside, feeling it lodge exactly where he needed it. He pressed against the thin membrane between her ass and pussy, which had him moaning in ecstasy as he felt it beat against his dick. He couldn’t hold out any longer, turning the dial and bringing the vibe to life in her, thrusting it wildly inside of her–blowing her ever-loving mind away!

  She gave a short cry as she found herself trapped beneath his full weight; unable to get free or move, or stop him, so she just laid there, very still for him, and letting him do it. It was brutal—squealing, and moaning as he rammed his cock erratically into her pussy. Thrashing, he bucked so violently on her; pounding, grinding, bumping, and beating her pussy, while at the same time, he was viciously jerked that strange device into the small bud of her bottom. Never had she felt so full in her life, her body began to crave it, accept and die for it, feeling so wondrously good. She felt warm, strange, and the pleasure so different—deeper pleasure. Suddenly, excitement and joy surged all through her feeling his balls pound at her folds, realizing why he’d gone so crazy on her, so ruthless and out of control. He was reveling in the same joy and pleasure she was. She cried out, arching back, both hands suddenly on his ass, gripping hard and thrashing her hips wildly under him. With his balls beating against her thick, sensitive folds, she was lost to another world. It was pleasure she never even knew existed and she allowed for another stunning orgasm to overtake her.

  She had managed to keep her demon at bay, but this act he was committing on her proved entirely too much. She felt the loss of her control and her demon ripped out of her skin, surging forth in full force. She got totally into it, her mouth wide open as she panted and moaned, seething and flinching; loving the feeling of Sebastian double penning her. Within minutes, he had her body broke, opening and accepting it, begging for it! Once
he had that—he turned into an unstoppable force and just insane with lust for her. He got the hardcore, violent rage-fucking he’d promised her he’d take from her. He rampaged that hot slippery hole of hers until his entire dick filled it; balls pounding, and her mind shattering with each violent stab. It was beautiful beyond belief.

  She looked like a beautiful fallen angel, head thrown back, body arched, arms thrown out, knees bent, feet in sweet ballerina points, and hips lifted for him. She burned in the pleasure, for what she needed, craved; wanting it and him, all that he was doing to her.

  It was so mindlessly stunning, getting double penned like that, thinking it couldn’t ever get any better than that, but then…he turned the device inside of her backside on and she screamed out wildly in ecstasy. She was in rapture and bliss, dying on him—not frightened of it and turned off like so many were. Adriaunn…had loved it! Her body automatically began to flop and thrash against his as he continued to thrash her pussy apart, drilling the strange vibrating rod into her bud, taking the double penetration to a whole new level for the both of them, his body thrashing hers right back.

  In an instantaneous move, she jerked her body against his and wrapped herself around him. She kept gripping, clawing, holding, and screaming out in black bliss. She knew this guy would turn out to be a fabulous lay, but she never in a million years ever imagined it being like this! Adri’s mind just kept screaming over and over in her head. Oh, fuck…he’s good. He’s so good. I can’t get enough – let it end. I need more and not give myself up, my self-worth, value. Oh god he’s so deep! He’s worth it. He’s totally…unbelievably worth it! Oh God forgive me, but I can’t…deny myself any longer; not now…not with him! The battle was long lost and she let herself enjoy this moment in its entirety, get exactly what she had needed. He slammed a hand over her mouth and face as he felt her grip tighten around him. She spasmed and burst her sweet cream out of her, growling so animalisticly beneath him. It forced his orgasm to wrack through his body, coming with stunning force that left him shocked and dazed—passing out to the glorious feel of her pussy flexing, tightening, and gripping about his cock over and over…